Lu Zixiu walked in front alone, and after he went up a thousand steps, everyone followed behind Feng Zhengkai, without anyone making a sound, silently walking towards the ancestral shrine in the middle of the mountain step by step. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are a total of 99,999 steps on this step, and according to each person's cultivation is different, there will be a trace of coercion on the body, which is also a way for the ancestors of the Feng family to give their descendants a way to cultivate.

Every one thousand one hundred and eleven steps is a realm, corresponding to the nine realms of cultivation, and there are many star stones standing on both sides of the steps, with many words engraved on them, Lu Zixiu looked at it, it was all cultivation experience!

At the beginning, Lu Zixiu walked very easily, and there was no pressure, but as he reached the fourth thousandth step, he felt a trace of coercion, but his steps were still extremely brisk.

When Xiao Xin'er walked to the last few steps of the second section, her face was already red and sweating profusely, but she didn't stop, she still walked.

When she reached the 3,510th step, she couldn't walk anymore, and sat down on the steps, and with a fluctuation, her figure disappeared and appeared in front of the ancestral shrine.

In the past, people who came to climb the stairs would be teleported to the foot of the mountain when they could not hold on, and as long as they could hold on under coercion, they would not be teleported even after meditating for a few days.

Today, someone wants to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors, and the Scattered Immortal Ancestor has opened the anti-teleportation formation, so when he can't hold on, he will teleport to the ancestral shrine.

Among these people, except for Xiao Xin'er, Lu Zixiu's cultivation was the lowest, and at first, many people thought that he would be the second person to be teleported, but they quickly changed their minds.

Because Lu Zi's cultivation speed is very fast, he has already stood on the 6,000th step when he is in his infancy, and he is still going up!

And at 5,500 paces, the Wind Descendant Peak, the Wind Descendant Morning. The three of them were already struggling.

The three of them were less than a hundred paces apart, but they were already panting like oxen, their whole body meridians bulging, their fists clenched tightly, sweating profusely like taking a bath, their whole bodies were soaked, and their minds were empty and dizzy.

When Lu Zixiu stepped on the steps of the seventh realm under the shocked gaze of everyone, the three of them finally couldn't hold on to the steps one by one after walking another twenty steps, and they were teleported to Xiao Xin'er's side one by one.

At this time, Lu Zixiu was also uncomfortable, sweat kept flowing, his steps were heavy, his mind was in chaos, and he stopped.

It's just that it didn't take long for his mind to become clear again, he moved again, and he was a lot more relaxed.

Feng Yiwei looked at Lu Zixiu, who was still walking upward, and scolded secretly: Perverted! Then there was a look of helplessness.

Although he is a cultivator in the late stage of the merger, he has not been diligent in his cultivation over the years, and he is often indulged in women, he would have been unable to do it a long time ago, if it wasn't for Lu Zixiu to stimulate him, he would have been teleported up long ago.

At the 6,900th step, Feng Yiwei finally sat down on the steps and was teleported up, while Lu Zixiu was gasping for breath at the 7,632nd step at this time.

"Fourth brother, come on!" Xiao Xin'er shouted to Lu Zixiu, she is not afraid of the three ancestors above.

The people of the Zhengzi generation and the Xunzi generation have all reached the ninth thousandth level, and even the far-word generations have also reached the eighth thousandth level, and at the same time, there are also Feng descendants and Feng descendants who have also reached this level.

After Lu Zixiu, there were: Feng Xing Xu, Feng Zi Rou, and Feng Yi Meng, and in front of him, fifteen masters of the late Mahayana period who were struggling to persist in the distant characters.

Taking a deep breath, he was in a clear state at this time, but his body was tired, and it was not that he couldn't go any further.

After three breaths, Lu Zixiu rushed forward without pause, and soon surpassed the three aunts, and soon surpassed the three, and before he was exhausted, he had reached the eight thousand three hundred and twenty-one steps!

After Lu Zixiu looked back, there was no one left, and there were not a few people left in front of him, he finally couldn't hold on, he felt that his chest was on fire, his legs were cramping, and he sat down.

The light flashed, and Lu Zixiu also appeared next to everyone, among these people, only the three of them and the eighteen people of Feng Zhengkai were the most relaxed.

Then there are the people of the Xun generation, they are all on their own, and then the masters of the distant generation and the descendants of the generation of the tribulation period have boarded up, but they are also very tired.

"Fourth brother, you are so amazing!" Xiao Xin'er happily wiped Lu Zixiu's sweat, and she didn't notice her father's appearance of wanting to eat people.

"Dead girl, you can't add oil and sweat to your father!" Xiao Xin'er's father, Feng Yuanmeng muttered dissatisfiedly.

In the empty floor of the ancestral shrine, there are statues, there are people, there are also spirit animals, and each statue has a profile, identity, merits, cultivation exercises, and whereabouts.

Lu Zixiu looked at these statues and knew how strong the Feng family used to be back then, but now, he can only live with the Holy Hand Gate in these three clear realms!

At the side of a statue in the middle, Feng Zhengkai stopped: "I am the ancestor of this Feng family who created the Sanqing Realm, and now I am still in the Immortal Realm, he is already an Immortal Monarch cultivator!" ”

Lu Zixiu was taken aback, he didn't expect that the Feng family also had an immortal monarch, and he was still alive now!

"This is a Xuan Immortal Ancestor, who ascended millions of years ago, and now he is almost all taking care of our Feng family!" The wind is flying.

"This is also the Xuan Immortal Ancestor, but when he ascended to the Immortal Realm, he never found the Xiaoyao Palace where the Feng family was located, and when he was chased and killed, he was rescued by an elder of the Style Garden, and he has been in the Style Garden since then." Feng Zhengkai introduced.

"In the years that followed, when our Feng family was ascending, we would enter the Style Garden within the scope of the Style Garden, and enter the Xiaoyao Palace within the scope of the Xiaoyao Palace!" The wind is flying again.

"This is an ancestor who mastered the art of thunder and lightning after the transformation of a spirit beast, he is the first ancestor of my Feng family to form a Taoist couple with my Feng family after the spirit beast transformed, and he has always had the talent to master thunder and lightning in this vein." The wind is in the right direction.

Lu Zixiu followed behind them, listening to their introductions one by one, and slowly gained a deeper understanding of the Feng family in his heart.

The Feng family has a history of nearly 10 million years from opening up the Sanqing Realm to the present, and in so many years, there have been many geniuses, but in the past 100,000 years, the Feng family has become more and more decaying.

It's not that the Feng family is not strong, but the population is getting smaller and smaller, so that it finally became what it is now.

More than two hours later, all the ancestors were introduced, and the group slowly entered the ancestral hall under the leadership of Feng Zhengkai.

As soon as he entered the ancestral hall, Lu Zixiu saw a huge mural, on which countless people were fighting against wild beasts.

One of them held a spear aloft as if to pierce the sky, and with a single shot, a quiet space appeared, and a rich aura rushed to his face.

Finally, after everyone killed these wild beasts, people lived in this space.

Underneath the mural are countless tablets, a huge desk is horizontal in front of the tablet, and an incense burner is placed in the middle of the table, and three huge incense sticks are burning.

Behind the incense burner, there are many offerings, and the rich aura is exuding, especially the three incense sticks in the incense burner, the fragrance emitted when burning makes everyone feel calm, and the spirit slowly increases!

At one end of the desk, there were rows of jade slips, engraved with people's names, and a lamp burned next to each jade slip - this was the natal fire of the Feng family in the nether realm.

One of the lights was faintly lit, shaking and flickering, and it seemed that it could go out at any time, and the jade slip on the side of the lamp was broken!

When Lu Zixiu saw this, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and a kind of decay and anger that had never been seen before were intertwined.

He already knew in his heart that this was what they said was his father's natal lamp, and it seemed that he was physically dead, and his soul was not extinguished, but he was trapped.

In front of the desk, three old men sat cross-legged on the three group pouches and said to the people who came in: "Kneel! ”

All of them knelt down, and saw the three old men floating up, level with everyone.

The old man in the middle spoke: "Today, there is the widow of my Feng family, go back to the family to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, take a step forward, and drop blood to test his relatives!" ”

"Go ahead, force out a drop of essence blood, and drip it into the jade slip on that wick!" Feng Zhengfei said to Lu Zixiu.

Lu Zixiu looked at the small lamp that had not been lit yet, this small lamp was like a small wine glass standing on a lampstand, and on the wick was a piece of jade slip.

He forced out a drop of essence blood and dripped it on the jade slip, which quickly absorbed the essence blood, and then oozes half of it onto the wick, and in an instant, the lamp emits a strong white light.

Lu Zixiu's figure disappeared into the white light, and after three breaths, the white light gradually weakened, revealing Lu Zixiu's figure.

"That's right, the extremely pure Feng family bloodline, you can cultivate the Wind Shadow Technique!" The old man in the middle said with great satisfaction.

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, the small lamp burned, and Yu Jian flew towards Lu Zixiu: "Engrave your name!" ”

Lu Zixiu used his finger as a sword, engraved the three words 'Lu Zixiu', and handed it to the old man, but the old man didn't care that it was Lu Zixiu instead of Feng Zixiu on the jade slip.

Seeing that the old man handed Lu Zixiu a cyan jade slip, the young people were shocked, and the older generation was greatly overjoyed.

The Wind Shadow Technique is the root practice of the Feng family, and the requirements for the bloodline are relatively strict, and many people are unable to cultivate, but after refining, they can resist the wind, stealth in the wind, and can use the wind as a weapon to kill people invisibly!

Now that I heard that Lu Zixiu could cultivate, even the uncles and aunts of the distant generation were envious.

"Great pervert!" Windsborn muttered.

"Okay, my Feng family has fewer clansmen now, so you don't need to pay attention to those pomp and circumstance, just celebrate it yourself!" The old man laughed.

"Thank you, Ancestor!" They all saluted together.

After returning to his courtyard, Lu Zixiu was still a little incredulous, because cultivating the Feng Family's Wind Shadow Technique was of great benefit to his wind attributes.

Now the wind attribute has only reached thirty percent, and I don't know when I want to achieve perfection, and there is thunder and lightning, it seems that the wind family is also a practice.

It's just that the light attribute is difficult, although it has reached thirty percent, but there is no exercise at all, it seems that it has to rely on chance.

This time, Lu Zixiu's courtyard has become the most lively place, and the three of them, the two Baili brothers and sisters, and the six of them followed.

The originally quiet courtyard was so lively that the group of dragon carp avoided it far away.

Fortunately, there are no spirit beasts and spirit birds in this courtyard, otherwise they would have to be scared away.

"Uncle Junior, what are you going to do next?" Linglong found Lu Zixiu.

"Retreat and practice!" Lu Zixiu wanted to comprehend this wind shadow trick.

"Then don't take too long, I heard that the once-in-a-million phantom star trip will start in three years, don't miss it, this should be of great help to you to transform into a god!" Linglong said.

"I'll go!" Lu Zixiu also wanted to see what was on this phantom star, which deserved the attention of everyone in the Chaos Star Domain.

At the same time that Lu Zixiu decided to retreat, the Yin Wind Gate captured a disciple of the Lingyun Sect and escorted him back to the Yin Wind Gate.

Originally, according to the previous practice of the Yin Feng Sect, those who caught the decent cultivators would be killed on the spot, but after knowing that the person they caught was a disciple of Ling Yumen, they changed their minds.

Yin Miao'er personally interrogated, but what caught the people of Yin Fengmen off guard was that a day later, this Lingyun Sect disciple named Nangong Mu actually worshipped Yin Miao'er as a teacher!

Seeing the intimateness of the two, the Yin Fengmen people couldn't understand it even more, didn't they say that they were masters and apprentices, how could they be better than lovers?

Did they see it wrong or did the world change, did the disciples of Lingyun Sect use some means or did Yin Miao'er use something else?

Nobody knows!

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